When the ocean comes to you as a lover,
marry, at once, quickly,
for God’s sake!

Don’t postpone it!
Existence has no better gift.

No amount of searching
will find this.

A perfect falcon, for no reason,
has landed on your shoulder,
and become yours.

Please note:
These lines are copied from:
Rumi: The Book of Love - page: 29
Translations by Coleman Barks